Love In Life Poem by Ebhodaghe Godstime

Nothing except something
Will make me go there:
Where no heart deepens
To endless promises,
Cloud crow all day
With no drop of rain,
Desires seem to fail
And ceaselessly time falters,
Whether better or worse

Hearts are turned with discord,
Bankers of unrealistic treasures,
By sugar-coated tongues,
Of 'I love you' traitors.
It would be for good,
If hearts were good all through,
No more can we see through,
Whether for bad or good.
Because the heart's a crook

Love and life were paired,
The beauty so fair,
Now the fair is furious,
We merely live a life,
Completely void of spice,
Except by God of grace,
What could be so array,
Rather makes men to stray

Will it ever be futile?
Or men decline desires?
If love no more's a grail,
Full joy life would embrace,
And both would die unstrained,
The center of attraction.
Any than this I reckon,
Nothing except something,
Will e'er make me go there